chapter 11

After breakfast Kelly got her laptop and sat down at the sofa. I cleaned the breakfast dishes, taking my time. I didn't want to bother Kelly, and besides, after last night's heavy meal, followed by a very hearty breakfast, I was a bit lethargic.

Kelly worked on the e-mail for almost an hour. I stayed away from her so she wouldn't feel like I was hovering over her. I did a few household chores, which allowed me to roam about the townhouse. I could tell that she was struggling to get the e-mail the way she wanted it. She'd write a few sentences, read them, go back and change them and try again. A couple of times I think she deleted whole parts of it. Eventually though, she sat back, read her e-mail top to bottom, moved the mouse to the send button, hesitated, and clicked. The e-mail was on its way.

"I guess we'll see how he takes it," she said.

"With the time difference, it may not be until tomorrow," I offered.

"I can't just sit here and wait. Anything going on in town today?" We checked on line, and in fact there was a fall festival downtown. So we showered, dressed, and drove downtown. It was typical festival for the south. Rides and face painting for the kids. Crafts for sale, and lots of festival food. Meaning fried everything. Fried you name it on a stick. Catfish, alligator, sausage, twinkies (yes, really), if you can imagine it, someone figured out how to fry it. Kelly seemed to be determined to try them all. She would see a stand, pick a fried something she'd never had before, and buy two. One for her and one for me. A little walking around, another stand, another pair of fried somethings. By mid-afternoon, I was bloated and sleepy. I said as much to Kelly. She smiled and said, "Lightweight. Okay, let's go take a nap."

A short drive later we were back home and I lay down on the couch and was asleep in minutes. As I drifted off, I was vaguely aware of Kelly laying next to me. An hour or so later we woke up. We were face to face, and Kelly was smiling at me. "Feeling better, Jeff? Got your energy up?" It only took me a second to realize what she meant as she kissed me, long and deep. Then she started her sexy fat talk. "I really ate everything in sight, didn't I Jeff? All that fried goodness is turning into fat right now, isn't it? Can't you just feel me getting fatter, Jeff?" Whether I really could or not didn't matter. I was, once again, totally turned on. The clothes came off and her plump body was pressed against mine, driving me even wilder. Soon, I'd once again "serviced" Matt's girlfriend. With enthusiasm.

Once we recovered and gotten dressed, Kelly wanted to go have beers at a new sports bar. Well, why not? We got there and orders IPAs, buffalo wings and more beer. Happy hour turned into dinner time, and we ordered fish and chips. It seemed like the day for fried foods. We finally left at close to ten. I probably shouldn't have driven, but we made it okay. When we got home, we fell into bed, a little drunk and totally stuffed.

Sex was a little drunken, which was just fine. Kelly's sexy fat talk gave way to giggles from both of us, which hurt because we were so stuffed, which made us giggle some more. We finally were able to control our giggles enough for me to take her from behind. I had a fine view of broad butt, and my hands had a firm grip on her love handles. We had a great time.

The next day was Sunday, and it turned into a lazy, sexy day. We fixed breakfast, yet another heavy meal of pancakes with butter and syrup, sausage and eggs. We took our full bellies to the sofa, which lead to another session of sex, this time slow and easy. At first, anyway. At the end, as always, it was intense and we were worn out. For a while, anyway. We played video games for a while, until it was lunch time. Too lazy to cook, we ordered pizza. We turned on the afternoon's football games while we ate. The afternoon settled into a routine of watching football, napping, and more sex.

Finally, as evening came on, Kelly checked her e-mail. I could see that see had mail from Matt, so I started to get up to give her some privacy. Kelly grabbed my arm and pulled me back down. "No, Jeff. You should see this too. It affects both of us." Kelly opened the e-mail. Matt had been brief.

"I had a feeling this would happen, sooner or later. I have to think about this. I don't know how I feel right now."

And that was it. We both read it again, but it didn't say anymore the second time through than it did the first. Kelly said, "I was hoping for an answer, but I guess that isn't happening." She scratched her plump belly. "Well, there's no sense in starving. There's a new barbeque place on the highway I've been wanting to try. C'mon, let's go." I wasn't aware that either one of us was starving, but if she wanted to eat, I would enjoy watching her. I told myself I'd have something light, after all the food I'd stuffed myself with this weekend. If I could find something light at a barbeque place.